Namibian sunrise
Tuesday, 01 July 2008 A mind blowing buzz, where am I, what’s going on, then realising the source, I stretched for the confounded device, my cellphone. I struggled to switch off the alarm, but soon realised it was a call. Half asleep I answered; it was Xander my son wishing me well for the start of the run. Thank goodness he phoned as I had overslept. I awoke with this panic, the run day had dawned and I was late. A tap dance through the shower, stumbling...